My twin sister disappeared twelve years ago. Jess went missing on our way home from school. We were sixteen. Dad’s golden rule was Never walk home alone. But I was in a hurry and she was flirting with boys. She just vanished. No word. No sightings. Nothing. My family destroyed. I blame myself. And I won’t ever give up looking for her. Each year, on the anniversary of Jess’s disappearance, a bunch of flowers is delivered to our home, along with a note. Two words: I’m sorry. It’s the only clue we’ve ever had as to what happened. Until the day I get a text: I found her. And in my desperation to know the truth, I’m walking into a carefully-laid trap . . . The truth about what happened to my twin is even worse than I could ever have imagined.